What a difference a week makes!

Things really are back to normal, THANK GOD! It's been a tough month or two, and I forgot what our normal life is really like. In fact, with Daddy not working exactly regularly for about 3 months, we haven't really been "normal" in a while.

But this week he's been doing his student teaching, for the first of his nine weeks. So we all get up together, get ready together, leave together, come home around the same time, eat dinner together, and go to sleep at a reasonable hour. The ONLY thing that's still off-kilter a bit is your bedtime. You've gotten into the habit of going to bed pretty late, so we're working on shifting that back. Having said that, when it's bedtime, you scream and whine until you're actually placed in your bed... then you settle right down and go to sleep. You've never done that before, but it's quite nice. No prolonged talking-down or tiptoeing out as you drift off anymore. You're growing up.

Your energy level is back to 100%, you eat like a pig and your belly is doing that cool snake thing again (huge after a meal, and flat and sinewy in the morning). I suspect another big growth spurt is around the corner. I never mentioned it but you weighed in just over 28 pounds at the hospital. That was down a little. Not surprising, though.

AND - Today's cool development is COUNTING! You counted to five last night without ANY prompting from mommy and daddy. I held up fingers, and you counted them right off. I was so glad Daddy got to see it too. I was so proud of you, and you knew it. You just glowed and clapped along with us. Everyday you amaze me more.

So there you go. We're all doing much better. If I could get my cough to go away, I'd think we were all just perfect! Okay, maybe not quite that good. :)